"You? Lin Liguo was shocked.

The woman who raised the gun and forced Jiao Junmu was the woman who drank with him before.

Why is she here?

The surname is Jiao.

"Is your enemy he?"

"Yes." The woman admitted in tears.

Jiao Junmu was furious: "You two colluded with each other?"

"No." Lin Liguo denied.

"Yes." The woman admitted.

"Then what are you doing?" Jiao Junmu looked at Lin Liguo.

"Kill you, killing you and my family will be fine." Lin Liguo pointed at him and said his purpose quickly.

Jiao Junmu sneered a few times, then sighed: "Even if you are not suspicious of the Communist Party of Lin Liguo, even if you don't have a traitor's father, you are still a fool, and you are the two bastards who are used as guns."

"You are talking nonsense. You have doubted me since the trip to southern Henan. This time it was just you who took the opportunity to retaliate against me. I understand and tell you, there is you or not, there is me or not."

"What about her? Why is it so coincidental? I don't know her at all. Why is her enemy me? So how can she appear in front of me with you? You can't understand such a low-level and childish trick." As Jiao Junmu spoke, his eyes scanned the two of them's positions and the direction of their pistols.

"I," Lin Liguo suddenly became confused at Jiao Jun's words.

What's going on? Why are there so many accidents?

He realized something was wrong.

Because of the conversation between Lin Liguo and Jiao Junmu, the woman just stood by and listened quietly. When she heard Jiao Junmu's provocative analysis, she raised her mouth and raised her wrist to pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

Jiao Junmu, who seemed stupid, was already prepared for his long time, and his eyes had never left that woman.

Just as she pulled the trigger, Jiao Junmu was about to predict the trajectory of the bullet. He lowered his head and flew over his scalp.

"She is Jiang Jing's man. Kill her and let you go." Jiao Junmu guessed the identity of a woman from the conversation between the woman and Lin Liguo and said decisively.

Only Jiang Jing can grasp his whereabouts and come up with this trick.

When Lin Liguo heard the last three words, the lower meaning was to turn the gun head.

He is a desperate person and a spy who kills without blinking an eye. As long as it is beneficial to him, everything is nonsense.

Unfortunately, the woman knew Lin Liguo better than Lin Liguo. Just when his gestures changed, the woman had already shot a bullet, which was not biased and just hit Lin Liguo's chest.

"Waste." The woman said contemptuously.

The two of them's instantaneous actions gave Jiao Junmu a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He pushed the table down and hit the woman's leg. As the table rolled, he bent down and ran to the door, escaping from the narrow and closed space.

The woman chased out of the room with her gun, and Jiao Junmu's fat butt flashed by at a corner that was unknown where he led, and he lost his trace.

"Bastard, run to the point of being so weird." The woman did not dare to approach easily, so she could only hold her pistol and approach the corner while taking self-protection.

After the bullet started, the entire teahouse people flipped over and some ran out of the door, while the rest lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

In Noda's space, only the man and woman moved forward step by step.

Her heels made a terrifying sound, getting closer and closer to Jiao Junmu.

Under his feet, there was a guy who had his head tied to his chest but his butt was sticking out very high.

The woman stepped on his butt with one foot and asked sternly: "Is there a way out behind the corner?"

"No, no, no, no, dead, dead end."

The woman kicked the guy, held the gun, and accelerated to move forward.

"Cao Junmu comes out. I know you didn't have a gun. Don't be afraid of death like a girl. Are you not afraid of being laughed at by people here in the future?" The woman was so proud that she walked ten meters away from the corner and stopped.

There is a dead end inside the corner. You have a gun and the other party is unarmed. Today's mission is not difficult or risky.

She chose the most favorable terrain that would allow Jiao Junmu's head to bloom perfectly in front of her.

"Come out, I might be able to spare you." The woman said in a coquettish way, and she groaned and smug.

Don't let him die? No ghost believes it.

"Jiao Junmu, come out, don't come out again, I will shoot over and beat you into a sieve." The woman's insidious command.

After a brief silence, a slight sound of footsteps that could be heard from behind the corner.

Jiao Junmu raised his hands and came out from inside and stood in front of the woman.

"Jiao Junmu, how about it? Are you very happy to die in the hands of a woman?" The woman slowly pulled the trigger with her index finger.

She likes to admire the animals' fear and despair before hunting them, and likes the prey kneeling in front of her and begging for mercy and crying.

"No, I'm not happy." Jiao Junmu Xun replied.

"Ao, why?" The woman's self-esteem was challenged.

"I am a romantic person who dies under the peony flowers. I am willing to do it, but you, the dog-tail flower, can only insult my reputation." Jiao Junmu Lian mocked and sarcastic.

The woman was furious and pulled the trigger: "You, go to die."

"Bang."

A second gunshot came from the teahouse.

Jiao Junmu and the woman face to face and look at each other.

The woman's eyes were incredibly wide, empty, unsightly, free...

She was unwilling to give up and struggled to turn around with her last breath.

Behind her, Yese had not put down the pistol that he was holding. He fired the gun just now, rushing at 0:01 second before the woman.

"I don't believe you're ugly, nnd." Jiao Junmu put down his hand and pointed at the woman's body lying on the ground and cursed angrily.

Ye Se obeyed his lower body and turned the woman's body into a straightening position.

"What are you doing? It's really ugly." Jiao Junmu kicked.

"Let's take a look." Ye Se took off the women's shoes.

As soon as he first made a trip to Luoyi, he checked the feet of a female corpse.

"Captain, look." Yese pointed at the feet of the female corpse who took off her socks.

The thumb and index finger naturally spread out, with a distance between them.

"What is the conclusion?" Jiao Junmu asked in horror.

"She may be a rb spy." Ye Se replied calmly.

The footsteps are very unique.

"Don't tell anyone." Jiao Junmu had a gloomy face.

If this woman is an RB spy, the hidden information will be a bit terrible, and the people and things involved are definitely not simple.

"Yes." Yese understood what Jiao Junmu was thinking.

"Lin Liguo is dead." Jiao Junmu pointed to the private room he had just been.

"Dead?" Ye Se just repeated it briefly.

He did not ask in depth, if Jiao Junmu was beaten to death, he would ask if it was not appropriate.

"This woman was beaten to death, so she deserved to die. She has been delayed until now, and has delayed the major issues of labor and capital." Jiao Junmu finally got rid of the hidden dangers in his heart and let out a sigh of anger.

"Why do you tell your brothers when you go back?" Ye Se asked for instructions.

Jiao Jun said without hesitation: "This woman is an RB spy. The surname Lin is naturally like his father. She recognizes the thief as her father. When she goes back, she tells Feng Yang and Li Quan, and immediately leads troops to get rid of the Lin family and completes the task assigned by Chief Cheng."

"Yes." Yese replied.

As soon as the two finished speaking, Jiang Jing rushed into the teahouse with a team of men, including Liu Fushou, Feng Yang and Li Quan.

"Is anyone injured?" Jiang Jing asked the shopkeeper at the door.

"Someone is dead." The shopkeeper knew Jiang Jing and hurriedly reported.

"Die? I'm dead in the territory of the Second Regiment. I'm ashamed of my responsibility." Jiang Jing said blamingly.

Liu Fushou's eyes rolled, and he seemed to be puzzled: "My regiment commander, where did you say this? It's normal for someone to die in war."

Jiang Jing sighed, "It is normal to die, but if the person who died is ours, how can I report it to Chief Cheng?"

Feng Yang and Li Quan had big eyes facing small eyes, and four eyeballs almost fell out.

Jiang Jing’s meaning is too obvious.

"It's really dead, Captain Jiang, you must write it carefully, I'll check it myself." Jiao Junmu walked out of everyone's expectations.

Behind him, the night was followed.
To be continued...